Breaking Free
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 07
Jasper made his way to his rooms, his mind whirling with thoughts. A King? Did he really want such a responsibility? One thing about it, it would be a very stable place for his children to grow up; a safe and secure place for his family.
He had to admit, without a coven of a considerable number, there were always vampires that wanted to try making a name for themselves by challenging him or Pete. They always had to be watching over their shoulder and that was no kind of life for raising children.
He let himself in to his rooms finding Charlotte reading a book on the sofa. She smiled. "Hey Major."
He inclined his head. "Char. Everything okay?"
"Right as rain Major. She's just been sleepin' and the little ones' heartbeats are gettin' stronger every minute seems like. I can't wait to see 'em and hold 'em."
He smiled as he poured some blood from an insulated carafe. "You and Pete pick out a room here? We got enough of 'em for sure."
He shook his head in disbelief. His 'rooms' were more like an apartment, a very good sized, luxurious apartment.
He was still amazed by this turn of events, but he certainly wouldn't let himself be overwhelmed or dazzled by it all. He would make his decision with a level head. He was through with allowing anyone to manipulate him.
It's not as though he needed their charity either. He was very wealthy in his own right, thanks in part to Peter and Charlotte managing his investments for him all these years. He owed them a lot and loved them as family. They were his family and he'd protect and care for them just as he would his mate and children.
Charlotte stood and placed her book on the side table. "Yep, sure did. It's beautiful too. This whole place is."
He glanced at her as he took a seat. "Yeah, it sure is but I ain't about to go gettin' all impressed 'till I talk to Bella. If she's up for bein' a Queen, then we'll all sit down and discuss it together. Make the decision together. Ain't no way I'd put you and Pete in a situation where ya won't be happy and I ain't willing to lose you two either, so we either do this thing together or it don't get done and we move on."
Char just about choked on her emotion and she leaned down to hug him. "Thanks for that Major. We love you, ya know? We wouldn't wanna leave y'all either." She grinned. "Especially with them babies on the way. If they take after their daddy, you'll be needin' all the help ya can get."
He chuckled and drained his glass. "I hope like hell they're like their Mama then Char."
She waved a hand as she made her way to the door. "Pfft, they'll be sweet as pie no matter which one of ya they take after and you'll love 'em no matter what.'
He nodded. "Yeah, I know I will. I just hope I'm a good father Char. I sure look forward to tryin'."
She opened the door. "I'm gonna go meet Pete for a bite to eat. Don't worry, we know the rules about huntin' anywhere near Volterra. We'll see ya soon Major."
He gave her a lazy wave as she left and got up to refill his glass. He had to 'recharge' before going in to his mate for the night. In order to keep her well fed, he had to keep himself well fed first. He couldn't afford to be caught in a condition that was less than his best. There was just too much at stake.
Draining his second glass, he left it there by the carafe and made his way to his mate, closing the door quietly behind him. He watched as she stirred on the bed, seeming to sense his presence. "Mmm, Major?" She stretched lazily.
He went to her, removing his shirt as he did and leaned down to kissed her. "Hello beautiful. How ya feelin'?"
She smiled and ran a hand over his bare chest. "Starving...for blood and for you."
Her hand moved down to the bulge in his jeans and he groaned until he heard a noise in the sitting room, a low growl sounding from deep in his chest. "Hold on Darlin'. I believe we have unwanted company."
She became alarmed, sitting up with a deadly hiss.
He looked back at her. "You stay here Bella. I'll take care of this. Don't you doubt it."
She settled back and he opened the door, slipping out silently only to see a large male vampire perusing the book shelves across the room from him.
"Who are you and what the fuck are you doin' in these rooms?"
The large male spun around, a cocky smile on his face. "I was merely looking for a book to read...and I heard that the infamous Major Whitlock was here. I mean to challenge him and prove that he is not the fearsome warrior the legends have made him out to be."
Jasper eyed the male's lighter gray cloak. It was the same the lower ranked Volturi guard wore.
"Where were you earlier during the readings?"
"Oh, me?" The guard raised his brows, stupid smile still in place. "I was patrolling the exits of the lower tunnels. Someone has to keep this place safe. So, the Major? Is he around for me to speak to?"
Jasper crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the arm of a sofa. He'd made up his mind already about what he was gonna do with this five-star moron.
"Tell ya what cowboy, if you want a showdown, ya gotta have an audience, correct?"
The idiot's eyes practically lit up with excitement. "Yes, that would be best. No one could question my superior skills after such a public display."
Jasper nodded slowly. "That's exactly right cowboy and we sure as shit wouldn't want anyone to miss a display like that, so this is what we're gonna do: I'm gonna go tell the Kings that we require every available body to assemble in the throne room in thirty minutes. You are gonna be there in thirty minutes and I'll make sure the Major is there too."
The guard scowled. "Just make sure he shows and doesn't back out."
Jasper chuckled darkly. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be tempted after hearing of your physique and experience, but I'll get him there even if I have to drag him along." His lethal red gaze met the idiot's and said idiot shivered at the promise of death he saw there.
"You have my word as a southern gentleman."
The guard cast his eyes down from Jasper's and cleared his throat nervously. "Yes, well...I'm glad to hear that. Thank you."
Jasper smiled an ice-cold smile. "No thanks necessary. Trust me cowboy, the pleasure is all mine. Now get out. I'll see you in twenty five minutes."
The idiot didn't waste any time leaving and as soon as the door closed on him, Jasper plucked his phone from his pocket. "Pete, I need y'all back here to watch over Bella. There's an idiot that want's to make a name for himself and I'm gonna make an example outta his ass for any potential idiots with the same idea in their heads."
"We'll be there within five Major. Just sorry we gotta miss it."
He disconnected the call and went to check on Bella, kissing her lips softly when he found her sound asleep once again. Checking the wardrobe quickly for a fresh shirt, he silently blessed Char for unpacking their things as he grabbed a black t-shirt, slipping it on as he left the room.
Pete was already kicked back on the sofa, surfing through channels on the TV as Char settled next to him with her book. She smirked at him. "Should we wish you luck Major?"
"Well Char, I never take a fight lightly, but at the risk of soundin' cocky, I think I got this."
She grinned. "You do what ya gotta do Major. We'll be here when ya get back."
He nodded. "See y'all in a bit."
He headed to Aro's office, entering when the posted guard opened the door for him.
"Major Whitlock! It's good to see you again so soon. Is there something we can do for you?"
He sat in the offered chair, returning nods to Caius and Marcus. "As a matter of fact there is. I have been challenged to a fight by a lower guard here. I found him wandering in my sitting room when I was in with my mate. He seems to think that he can improve his standing by beating me. I told him that the Major would meet him in the throne room with the full guard assembled to witness. We're supposed to be there in fifteen minutes. I hope that's not a problem."
Aro waved the guard over. "Reassemble the entire guard in the throne room now."
The guard bowed and left.
Caius spoke. "Let me guess. This complete moron had no idea he was speaking to the very one he was challenging."
Jasper inclined his head. "He did not, and I wasn't about to clue him in. He said he was on duty patrolling the lower tunnels when you did the readings."
Aro sighed. "It's quite unfortunate that we don't have a vampire gifted with the talent of moron detection. It would save so much trouble, but then again, we wouldn't get to look forward to entertainment such as this, now would we? Not that I'm happy that this is happening at your expense Major."
Jasper smirked. "Aro, This idiot's ass was gonna get kicked one way or another. I just figured I'd gather plenty of others to watch so that I could nip this kinda shit in the bud. I think, after I deal with the idiot, I'd like three or four of your best guards to spar with me before you dismiss everyone."
Aro nodded. "Done." He stood. "Shall we be on our way then?"
They arrived in the throne room and Jasper immediately zeroed in on his mate who was sitting in the extra throne with Pete and Char standing behind her. He growled and called Jane and Alec to him. "Will you two go stand beside my mate and help protect her? I know Pete and Char are capable, but with all these vampires assembled here, I'll be less distracted if you two are with her also."
They both bowed. "Of course. We'd be happy to."
They turned away and posted themselves next to Bella as he gave Pete a look that left no doubt that they would be speaking about this later. Pete returned the look with a nod. He got the message.
Jasper turned his attention to the center of the room then and the vampire that had challenged him. The idiot smiled widely. "Well, I see that you're here, but where is Major Whitlock?"
He stared around the room as vampires all around chuckled and scoffed. Jasper smiled coldly, a promise of pain in his red eyes. "You're lookin' at him. By the way, it's always a good idea to know your opponent before issuing a challenge or even entering private quarters uninvited. You screwed up cowboy, and now you won't survive to do it again."
The idiot was no longer smiling, but neither did he look worried. "You're not as impressive looking as I thought you'd be. I'm half again bigger than you. I think I can take you easily."
Jasper pulled off his shirt, tossing it away, his many scars now on display. The idiot's eyes widened. "Stop talking cowboy. You're startin' to bore me."
The guard began to circle him slowly in a half crouched position. Jasper remained where he was, relaxed, poised. What the guard didn't know is that Jasper could move like lightning and was just as deadly. He would soon realize the enormity of his misjudgment.
The guard dove from behind and Jasper spun quickly. One grab and a twist and the guard shrieked as his hand came off cleanly, Jasper tossing it away as he motioned forward with his other hand. "Let's go cowboy. Time's a'wastin'."
The guard growled in anger and frustration, crouching again, looking and waiting for an opening, a weakness, a flaw. He detected none of those, for Jasper's body always stayed the same, standing tall, relaxed, looking for all the world as if he was just an observer, not a participant. Unless you looked in his eyes. His eyes spoke of pain and ultimate death; they were chilling and the guard began to despair for his survival.
Jasper became impatient. "Do you yield cowboy? Would you rather a quick death? That can be arranged. If not, then fight me. I grow weary of your stalling."
The guard roared and charged, dropping down at the last second, trying to take out the Major's legs. Jasper grinned and jumped, spinning his body in mid air and catching the guard in the side of his head with a sharp kick, breaking his jaw. He landed as the guard continued sliding across the marble floor.
He chuckled darkly as the guard stood, holding his damaged jaw. "I reckon the conversation's over now eh, cowboy? That's all right though. You never said anything I wanted to hear anyway."
Jasper was getting tired of waiting on the idiot to attack so he went on the offensive, twisting, hitting and taking off small pieces with each lightning quick pass until the guard was a trembling mess. One more pass, and he took his head. He'd drawn it out long enough.
There was applause all around as Aro called for the pieces to be cleaned up and burned.
He turned to the Elite Guard assembled together at the side. "Demetri, Felix and Santiago, the three of you will now spar with Major Whitlock."
They looked shocked but excited by the prospect and stepped out of ranks eagerly. Jasper faced them. "I won't be removing any pieces, but I will toss ya around some."
He grinned and both Felix and Demetri grinned back, Santiago remaining stoic. Demetri moved off to one side.
"You may try Major, but you will not find us to be such an easy opponent. Which one of us will go first Major?"
Jasper smirked. "All of ya."
They looked surprised but nodded, each moving into position around him.
He stood straight, shoulders and arms relaxed as they circled him looking for an opportunity to attack. When they did, they did as a unit, from all sides, but he was moving before they even came close.
He was poetry in motion; totally in his element. No movement was wasted and they couldn't touch him. He was like trying to catch a tornado, and just as deadly.
Bodies flew from the center of the fighting storm, crashing into the walls of the throne room, but never his.
The crowd that was gathered looked on in silent awe as he bested the Volturi's elite fighters again and again, seemingly effortlessly.
Finally, Demetri, Felix and Santiago picked themselves up and held up their hands. Demetri faced the Kings.
"We yield. We can't touch him. This is futile my Kings."
Aro stood. "Well done Major Whitlock. A very impressive display and one that I hope will thwart any further idiocy such as the unfortunate lower guard displayed." He let his gaze linger on the assembled guard members who all nodded.
A guard handed Jasper his shirt and he slipped it on as he walked to his mate. He picked her up and held her against his chest. "I'll see you all later. Jane, Alec, if you both could clear the way to my rooms, I'd appreciate it."
They nodded and moved out ahead of him as Bella purred and snuggled closer to him, kissing his neck as her fangs descended. He chuckled. "Hang on baby doll, we're almost there." She reached up and tore his shirt at the neck, baring part of his chest to her lips and tongue and he quickened his pace. He had to or he was going to feed her and take her right here in the hallway. Damned if she wasn't converting him into an exhibitionist.
He breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived, Alec holding the door for him. "Thank you both. I'll see you later." He hurried in, totally missing Alec's good-natured grin as he closed the door.
Bella was frantic by the time they reached their bedroom, and she shifted in his hold, her arms going around his neck and her legs around his waist as he pinned her to the wall.
He began kissing and sucking at her neck while his hand traveled up her bare, satin smooth leg. She moaned and hooked the leg he was caressing up around his waist as he moved impossibly closer, grinding his hardness into her rapidly moistening center.
He took her mouth in a heated kiss, nipping at her lips and soothing them with his tongue as they teased and tasted each other.
Bella moaned and rubbed herself against him as her hands braced against his shoulders, almost sighing in relief as she heard the sound of a zipper.
He reached down and freed his aching cock, then forward to her center to make sure that she was ready for him.
He chuckled darkly as he realized she wasn't wearing any panties.
Hooking her other leg higher he lifted and plunged forward with a growl, seating himself to the hilt in her slick heat while they both gasped out their relief against each others necks.
He settled into a vicious pace almost immediately causing Bella to just barely manage to hold on to him through his powerful thrusts.
This was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was raw and primal and hard and she hissed and growled as he fucked her, her fangs aching to sink into him, draw from him.
She heard him murmur out against the skin of her neck, "Come for me my beautiful mate, come with me now!" and she sank her teeth into his neck as she did just that, her inner muscles pulsing, gripping his wonderful hardness tightly as she fed.
He purred for her as she continued feeding while he moved to the bed. He sat down with her and she withdrew her fangs licking and kissing to sooth and heal the bite. "I love you Major."
He backed away, caressing her cheek. "I love you too Bella, but I have a question for you before you go back to sleep."
She rubbed her cheek against his and placed a kiss there. "Yes? What is it?"
He backed away and met her eyes.
"Would you like to be a Queen?"
Jasper made his way to his rooms, his mind whirling with thoughts. A King? Did he really want such a responsibility? One thing about it, it would be a very stable place for his children to grow up; a safe and secure place for his family.
He had to admit, without a coven of a considerable number, there were always vampires that wanted to try making a name for themselves by challenging him or Pete. They always had to be watching over their shoulder and that was no kind of life for raising children.
He let himself in to his rooms finding Charlotte reading a book on the sofa. She smiled. "Hey Major."
He inclined his head. "Char. Everything okay?"
"Right as rain Major. She's just been sleepin' and the little ones' heartbeats are gettin' stronger every minute seems like. I can't wait to see 'em and hold 'em."
He smiled as he poured some blood from an insulated carafe. "You and Pete pick out a room here? We got enough of 'em for sure."
He shook his head in disbelief. His 'rooms' were more like an apartment, a very good sized, luxurious apartment.
He was still amazed by this turn of events, but he certainly wouldn't let himself be overwhelmed or dazzled by it all. He would make his decision with a level head. He was through with allowing anyone to manipulate him.
It's not as though he needed their charity either. He was very wealthy in his own right, thanks in part to Peter and Charlotte managing his investments for him all these years. He owed them a lot and loved them as family. They were his family and he'd protect and care for them just as he would his mate and children.
Charlotte stood and placed her book on the side table. "Yep, sure did. It's beautiful too. This whole place is."
He glanced at her as he took a seat. "Yeah, it sure is but I ain't about to go gettin' all impressed 'till I talk to Bella. If she's up for bein' a Queen, then we'll all sit down and discuss it together. Make the decision together. Ain't no way I'd put you and Pete in a situation where ya won't be happy and I ain't willing to lose you two either, so we either do this thing together or it don't get done and we move on."
Char just about choked on her emotion and she leaned down to hug him. "Thanks for that Major. We love you, ya know? We wouldn't wanna leave y'all either." She grinned. "Especially with them babies on the way. If they take after their daddy, you'll be needin' all the help ya can get."
He chuckled and drained his glass. "I hope like hell they're like their Mama then Char."
She waved a hand as she made her way to the door. "Pfft, they'll be sweet as pie no matter which one of ya they take after and you'll love 'em no matter what.'
He nodded. "Yeah, I know I will. I just hope I'm a good father Char. I sure look forward to tryin'."
She opened the door. "I'm gonna go meet Pete for a bite to eat. Don't worry, we know the rules about huntin' anywhere near Volterra. We'll see ya soon Major."
He gave her a lazy wave as she left and got up to refill his glass. He had to 'recharge' before going in to his mate for the night. In order to keep her well fed, he had to keep himself well fed first. He couldn't afford to be caught in a condition that was less than his best. There was just too much at stake.
Draining his second glass, he left it there by the carafe and made his way to his mate, closing the door quietly behind him. He watched as she stirred on the bed, seeming to sense his presence. "Mmm, Major?" She stretched lazily.
He went to her, removing his shirt as he did and leaned down to kissed her. "Hello beautiful. How ya feelin'?"
She smiled and ran a hand over his bare chest. "Starving...for blood and for you."
Her hand moved down to the bulge in his jeans and he groaned until he heard a noise in the sitting room, a low growl sounding from deep in his chest. "Hold on Darlin'. I believe we have unwanted company."
She became alarmed, sitting up with a deadly hiss.
He looked back at her. "You stay here Bella. I'll take care of this. Don't you doubt it."
She settled back and he opened the door, slipping out silently only to see a large male vampire perusing the book shelves across the room from him.
"Who are you and what the fuck are you doin' in these rooms?"
The large male spun around, a cocky smile on his face. "I was merely looking for a book to read...and I heard that the infamous Major Whitlock was here. I mean to challenge him and prove that he is not the fearsome warrior the legends have made him out to be."
Jasper eyed the male's lighter gray cloak. It was the same the lower ranked Volturi guard wore.
"Where were you earlier during the readings?"
"Oh, me?" The guard raised his brows, stupid smile still in place. "I was patrolling the exits of the lower tunnels. Someone has to keep this place safe. So, the Major? Is he around for me to speak to?"
Jasper crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the arm of a sofa. He'd made up his mind already about what he was gonna do with this five-star moron.
"Tell ya what cowboy, if you want a showdown, ya gotta have an audience, correct?"
The idiot's eyes practically lit up with excitement. "Yes, that would be best. No one could question my superior skills after such a public display."
Jasper nodded slowly. "That's exactly right cowboy and we sure as shit wouldn't want anyone to miss a display like that, so this is what we're gonna do: I'm gonna go tell the Kings that we require every available body to assemble in the throne room in thirty minutes. You are gonna be there in thirty minutes and I'll make sure the Major is there too."
The guard scowled. "Just make sure he shows and doesn't back out."
Jasper chuckled darkly. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be tempted after hearing of your physique and experience, but I'll get him there even if I have to drag him along." His lethal red gaze met the idiot's and said idiot shivered at the promise of death he saw there.
"You have my word as a southern gentleman."
The guard cast his eyes down from Jasper's and cleared his throat nervously. "Yes, well...I'm glad to hear that. Thank you."
Jasper smiled an ice-cold smile. "No thanks necessary. Trust me cowboy, the pleasure is all mine. Now get out. I'll see you in twenty five minutes."
The idiot didn't waste any time leaving and as soon as the door closed on him, Jasper plucked his phone from his pocket. "Pete, I need y'all back here to watch over Bella. There's an idiot that want's to make a name for himself and I'm gonna make an example outta his ass for any potential idiots with the same idea in their heads."
"We'll be there within five Major. Just sorry we gotta miss it."
He disconnected the call and went to check on Bella, kissing her lips softly when he found her sound asleep once again. Checking the wardrobe quickly for a fresh shirt, he silently blessed Char for unpacking their things as he grabbed a black t-shirt, slipping it on as he left the room.
Pete was already kicked back on the sofa, surfing through channels on the TV as Char settled next to him with her book. She smirked at him. "Should we wish you luck Major?"
"Well Char, I never take a fight lightly, but at the risk of soundin' cocky, I think I got this."
She grinned. "You do what ya gotta do Major. We'll be here when ya get back."
He nodded. "See y'all in a bit."
He headed to Aro's office, entering when the posted guard opened the door for him.
"Major Whitlock! It's good to see you again so soon. Is there something we can do for you?"
He sat in the offered chair, returning nods to Caius and Marcus. "As a matter of fact there is. I have been challenged to a fight by a lower guard here. I found him wandering in my sitting room when I was in with my mate. He seems to think that he can improve his standing by beating me. I told him that the Major would meet him in the throne room with the full guard assembled to witness. We're supposed to be there in fifteen minutes. I hope that's not a problem."
Aro waved the guard over. "Reassemble the entire guard in the throne room now."
The guard bowed and left.
Caius spoke. "Let me guess. This complete moron had no idea he was speaking to the very one he was challenging."
Jasper inclined his head. "He did not, and I wasn't about to clue him in. He said he was on duty patrolling the lower tunnels when you did the readings."
Aro sighed. "It's quite unfortunate that we don't have a vampire gifted with the talent of moron detection. It would save so much trouble, but then again, we wouldn't get to look forward to entertainment such as this, now would we? Not that I'm happy that this is happening at your expense Major."
Jasper smirked. "Aro, This idiot's ass was gonna get kicked one way or another. I just figured I'd gather plenty of others to watch so that I could nip this kinda shit in the bud. I think, after I deal with the idiot, I'd like three or four of your best guards to spar with me before you dismiss everyone."
Aro nodded. "Done." He stood. "Shall we be on our way then?"
They arrived in the throne room and Jasper immediately zeroed in on his mate who was sitting in the extra throne with Pete and Char standing behind her. He growled and called Jane and Alec to him. "Will you two go stand beside my mate and help protect her? I know Pete and Char are capable, but with all these vampires assembled here, I'll be less distracted if you two are with her also."
They both bowed. "Of course. We'd be happy to."
They turned away and posted themselves next to Bella as he gave Pete a look that left no doubt that they would be speaking about this later. Pete returned the look with a nod. He got the message.
Jasper turned his attention to the center of the room then and the vampire that had challenged him. The idiot smiled widely. "Well, I see that you're here, but where is Major Whitlock?"
He stared around the room as vampires all around chuckled and scoffed. Jasper smiled coldly, a promise of pain in his red eyes. "You're lookin' at him. By the way, it's always a good idea to know your opponent before issuing a challenge or even entering private quarters uninvited. You screwed up cowboy, and now you won't survive to do it again."
The idiot was no longer smiling, but neither did he look worried. "You're not as impressive looking as I thought you'd be. I'm half again bigger than you. I think I can take you easily."
Jasper pulled off his shirt, tossing it away, his many scars now on display. The idiot's eyes widened. "Stop talking cowboy. You're startin' to bore me."
The guard began to circle him slowly in a half crouched position. Jasper remained where he was, relaxed, poised. What the guard didn't know is that Jasper could move like lightning and was just as deadly. He would soon realize the enormity of his misjudgment.
The guard dove from behind and Jasper spun quickly. One grab and a twist and the guard shrieked as his hand came off cleanly, Jasper tossing it away as he motioned forward with his other hand. "Let's go cowboy. Time's a'wastin'."
The guard growled in anger and frustration, crouching again, looking and waiting for an opening, a weakness, a flaw. He detected none of those, for Jasper's body always stayed the same, standing tall, relaxed, looking for all the world as if he was just an observer, not a participant. Unless you looked in his eyes. His eyes spoke of pain and ultimate death; they were chilling and the guard began to despair for his survival.
Jasper became impatient. "Do you yield cowboy? Would you rather a quick death? That can be arranged. If not, then fight me. I grow weary of your stalling."
The guard roared and charged, dropping down at the last second, trying to take out the Major's legs. Jasper grinned and jumped, spinning his body in mid air and catching the guard in the side of his head with a sharp kick, breaking his jaw. He landed as the guard continued sliding across the marble floor.
He chuckled darkly as the guard stood, holding his damaged jaw. "I reckon the conversation's over now eh, cowboy? That's all right though. You never said anything I wanted to hear anyway."
Jasper was getting tired of waiting on the idiot to attack so he went on the offensive, twisting, hitting and taking off small pieces with each lightning quick pass until the guard was a trembling mess. One more pass, and he took his head. He'd drawn it out long enough.
There was applause all around as Aro called for the pieces to be cleaned up and burned.
He turned to the Elite Guard assembled together at the side. "Demetri, Felix and Santiago, the three of you will now spar with Major Whitlock."
They looked shocked but excited by the prospect and stepped out of ranks eagerly. Jasper faced them. "I won't be removing any pieces, but I will toss ya around some."
He grinned and both Felix and Demetri grinned back, Santiago remaining stoic. Demetri moved off to one side.
"You may try Major, but you will not find us to be such an easy opponent. Which one of us will go first Major?"
Jasper smirked. "All of ya."
They looked surprised but nodded, each moving into position around him.
He stood straight, shoulders and arms relaxed as they circled him looking for an opportunity to attack. When they did, they did as a unit, from all sides, but he was moving before they even came close.
He was poetry in motion; totally in his element. No movement was wasted and they couldn't touch him. He was like trying to catch a tornado, and just as deadly.
Bodies flew from the center of the fighting storm, crashing into the walls of the throne room, but never his.
The crowd that was gathered looked on in silent awe as he bested the Volturi's elite fighters again and again, seemingly effortlessly.
Finally, Demetri, Felix and Santiago picked themselves up and held up their hands. Demetri faced the Kings.
"We yield. We can't touch him. This is futile my Kings."
Aro stood. "Well done Major Whitlock. A very impressive display and one that I hope will thwart any further idiocy such as the unfortunate lower guard displayed." He let his gaze linger on the assembled guard members who all nodded.
A guard handed Jasper his shirt and he slipped it on as he walked to his mate. He picked her up and held her against his chest. "I'll see you all later. Jane, Alec, if you both could clear the way to my rooms, I'd appreciate it."
They nodded and moved out ahead of him as Bella purred and snuggled closer to him, kissing his neck as her fangs descended. He chuckled. "Hang on baby doll, we're almost there." She reached up and tore his shirt at the neck, baring part of his chest to her lips and tongue and he quickened his pace. He had to or he was going to feed her and take her right here in the hallway. Damned if she wasn't converting him into an exhibitionist.
He breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived, Alec holding the door for him. "Thank you both. I'll see you later." He hurried in, totally missing Alec's good-natured grin as he closed the door.
Bella was frantic by the time they reached their bedroom, and she shifted in his hold, her arms going around his neck and her legs around his waist as he pinned her to the wall.
He began kissing and sucking at her neck while his hand traveled up her bare, satin smooth leg. She moaned and hooked the leg he was caressing up around his waist as he moved impossibly closer, grinding his hardness into her rapidly moistening center.
He took her mouth in a heated kiss, nipping at her lips and soothing them with his tongue as they teased and tasted each other.
Bella moaned and rubbed herself against him as her hands braced against his shoulders, almost sighing in relief as she heard the sound of a zipper.
He reached down and freed his aching cock, then forward to her center to make sure that she was ready for him.
He chuckled darkly as he realized she wasn't wearing any panties.
Hooking her other leg higher he lifted and plunged forward with a growl, seating himself to the hilt in her slick heat while they both gasped out their relief against each others necks.
He settled into a vicious pace almost immediately causing Bella to just barely manage to hold on to him through his powerful thrusts.
This was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was raw and primal and hard and she hissed and growled as he fucked her, her fangs aching to sink into him, draw from him.
She heard him murmur out against the skin of her neck, "Come for me my beautiful mate, come with me now!" and she sank her teeth into his neck as she did just that, her inner muscles pulsing, gripping his wonderful hardness tightly as she fed.
He purred for her as she continued feeding while he moved to the bed. He sat down with her and she withdrew her fangs licking and kissing to sooth and heal the bite. "I love you Major."
He backed away, caressing her cheek. "I love you too Bella, but I have a question for you before you go back to sleep."
She rubbed her cheek against his and placed a kiss there. "Yes? What is it?"
He backed away and met her eyes.
"Would you like to be a Queen?"
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